Thursday, December 4, 2008

ixnay on the athroombay


toilet: Do you think anyone's noticed we've snuck into the living room?

tub: Shhhh! Just act natural. Dum de dum de dum...

sink: OH HAI GUYS WHAT ARE YOU DOING

To protect and strip



Is that a cop car? No. It can't be. Can it? No. Yes?

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Paku-paku-paku-paku



Unfortunately I can't read the listing, so I don't know if they accept World of Warcraft gold for the rent. Perhaps they prefer Sims money? Or pac-dots?

No pressure, no pressure


I swear, there are scientists in labcoats sitting just out of the shot, clipboards in hand, ready to take notes on how long it takes you to... um... do laundry, if you're lucky.

Help us! We're ready to come home!

The alien monsters came bursting out of the furnace and burrowed through the basement ceiling...


Eventually reaching the front lawn where they frantically waved at the sky, hoping the mothership would come to collect them soon.


(Bottom picture found by Lyn.)

Blue, blue, electric blue, that's the color of my room



We call this... the Blue Room. We've left it just the way it was.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Maybe it's the entrance to the bomb shelter



This condo seems to come with its own... giant beehive? Tortilla oven? Sweat lodge? Stone oratory? Place for the wicked witch to store Hansel?

Easy at-home eye exam




Which is better? A? Or B? A? B?

Found by Dem.

Hitting is not okay



It's no use sulking, tennis racket. You're going to stay in your room until you apologize.

Found by mrzarquon.

Monday, December 1, 2008

No, it's not a coffin. That would be silly.



Jump out of bed and stumble to the bathtub
Pour myself a cup of...
uh... okay, my idea sort of falls apart here. Thanks to Jay for the listing.

This apartment is dy-no-mite!



Nothing says "Top-of-The-Line" (to quote the listing, found by Matt) like a little J.J.

E-Z recipe for the busy time of year



BED CHICKEN BAKE

3 pkgs. boneless chicken breasts
1 jar chipped beef
1 pt. sour cream
1/2 piece raw bacon for each chicken breast
2 cans mushroom soup
Garlic salt
Tin foil to cover mattress
Bed

Line a 13 x 9 inch casserole dish with chipped beef. Wrap 1/2 slice bacon around each chicken breast. Tuck into bed. Mix soup, garlic, and salt to taste with the sour cream. Pour over chicken. Nap 3 hours at 275 degrees. Check at 2 hour time. Cover tightly with foil during baking. Serve with a green vegetable and mashed potatoes. Dispose of properly and order pizza.

Listing found by Valerie. Poorly advised recipe based one from cooks.com.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Where Hypnotoad eats breakfast


I'm starting to think I need to expand my rules. Maybe this should be a blog of two kinds of photos:

1. Poorly chosen (e.g. most of this blog), OR
2. Mesmerizing and -- from my perspective -- antipodal (e.g. my new HQ)

Mel, who I presume is my antipodisis, found this doozy.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Don't blame the chair



For once, it's not a chair having a time out.

Naughty stove. Naughty, naughty stove.

(By the way: this listing shows the washer and dryer out on the back porch. I know L.A. has glorious weather -- if you like warm, sunny days and cool, clear nights, pffft -- but really? Washer and dryer outside? Is this a common thing down there? Does it never rain?)

The carpet needs a haircut



The telephone's out of cigarettes, and the balcony is on the make,
And the piano has been drinking, the piano has been drinking...

Friday, November 28, 2008

...and another thing...



What can this sign on the toilet possibly say? I can't think of anything other than "DOES NOT WORK" or "DO NOT USE" or, at a stretch, "WATER NOT TURNED ON -- TOILET NOT FUNCTIONING." These people have managed to go on for nine or ten paragraphs.

tsk tsk



Oh, chair, what have you done? Why did Sockempress find you having a time out in the corner?

Well, one minute for each year. We'll see tonight.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Gotta go! Pie's in the oven!



*vroom*

Here's a listing! Katt found it! No time to get out of the car -- gotta get to the in-laws before Cousin Barb eats all the cranberry sauce! See ya!

*vroom*

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Home Sweet Home


How could you not want to live here? Doesn't this photo make you think of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, kittens playing with balls of yarn, and the family coming together for Thanksgiving?

Yeah, me neither.

Even more help is on the way



What's that? You were getting cold while playing the piano outside? Don't worry -- Hanne found a fireplace to keep you warm.